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Chapter 308 Great Cultivator Yuexuan

The forces of the seven sects of the Western Regions are distributed around the Jiuyuan Tianjian, and between the spheres of influence, there are small sects and aristocratic forces such as the Bixia Village established by Master Yangfeng as a moderation.

Counting from the west to the upper ring with Wunianhai, there are seven sects: Wunian Temple, Dayan Sect, Wuchen Valley, Tianmo Gate, Yushou Sect, Qingxuan Pavilion, and Baihua Valley.

Among them, Wunian Temple and Baihua Valley are the closest to southern Xinjiang, and part of the territory under their rule borders on it.

And there are many Nascent Soul monks on this trip, and the true kings of the parties are also accompanied by the Golden Core monks.

Wunian Temple is two senior brothers and sisters, Xuannan and Xuanying.

The current patriarch of Dayan Sect is a middle-aged man in green shirt with elegant temperament, named Situ Xianming, and named Zhenjun Wenliang.

Wuchengu is a white-clothed woman with a slender waist, her face is as cold as otherworldly fireworks, this person is called Luo Shi, and she is called Yuying Zhenjun.

Tianmomen is the master and apprentice of the Five Spirits and the Six Paths.

Emperor Beast Sect is Jingxing Zhenjun.

The person who came to Qingxuan Pavilion was a hale and hearty old man, holding a Li staff, called Cangling Zhenjun.

As for the Hundred Flowers Valley, it is naturally the True Monarch Huaqing.

During this trip, nine Nascent Soul True Monarchs came from the Seven Schools of the Western Regions, and there were only more than forty Golden Core cultivators. They took a black jade flying boat more than a hundred feet long and hovered over the Baimang Mountain Range.

But these are just on the surface, and no one knows how much wealth each other has brought.

When the group of Wunian Temple landed on the deck, Jing Xingzhenjun of the Beast Sect was the first to ask, "What's the result of this trip?"

Although there has never been much friction between the two sects because they are far apart, the relationship is better than other sects.

However, the reason why Zhenjun Jingxing was the first to ask the question was not because of any concern, but because he wanted to weigh how he would treat Qingxiazong's hand in the Western Regions in the future.

If it is possible, then the matter of mutual covenant between the two parties can be put into progress, and this strategy of long-range friendship and short-term attack is not impossible!
As for whether Master Yunhai has broken through to the late stage of Nascent Soul and became a great monk, he actually doesn't care much.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly that even if the other party becomes a great monk, the possibility of breaking through to the realm of transforming gods before the limit of longevity in this life comes is very small!

In this way, no matter how majestic it is, it will only last for hundreds of years.At this point of time, they bowed their heads and kept their heads down, so as to follow the lead, they may not be able to get back the benefits lost in the homeland from other human races' cultivation lands or foreign races' lands as compensation.

Speaking of which of their forces has not experienced the time when the Nascent Soul was broken, during that period, it was nothing more than restraining the sect's forces and being in a state of semi-sealed mountain gates to accumulate strength.

After some of the many Jindan monks in the sect give birth, those lost territories will naturally be regained bit by bit, it just takes a little longer.

"The sea of ​​clouds is only one step away from the late stage." Xuan Nan sighed.

Upon hearing these words, everyone turned their attention to Huaqing Zhenjun of Baihua Valley.

The latter smiled and said: "Everyone, don't stare at me. If the sea of ​​clouds wants to go west, then my Baihua Valley's territory near the Wunian Sea can be given up. It's just a marginal place anyway, and these are not important !"

"What does Master Wuxiang say?" Xuannan Zhenjun asked.

"How can I, a junior, know what Uncle Lie meant? You also know that he has always disliked me as a junior." Huaqing Zhenjun still asked three questions.

Hearing this, everyone looked suspicious.

It's just that Xuannan Zhenjun's face is particularly ugly, but he can't threaten Huaqing Zhenjun.

After all, Master Wuxiang kept silent on this matter, but in fact, he had already expressed his attitude to a certain extent.

In this way, Wunian Temple will bear most of the pressure from Qingxia Sect alone.

However, as the old Yuanying sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, the golden body of the ancestors of the past generations is enshrined in the secret place of the pagoda forest. The power of the "array" surpasses all the forbidden formations arranged by various sects in the Chongwu area.

Even if a big monk comes to attack, once he falls into this formation, with the support of the majestic inspiration of the pagoda forest, he can be consumed little by little.

But who wants others to reap the benefits of fishing?
If the two sides really fought, the other sects in the Western Regions would not want the three sects of Southern Border to be so united. He didn't need to think about it, but he also knew that these guys would definitely make trouble, jump up and down among them, and fan the flames.

After all, everyone has done this kind of thing, and there is nothing strange about it.

Thinking of this, Xuannan Zhenjun showed a sullen expression, clasped his hands together and said: "In this case, the poor monk has to go back and get ready. Farewell, everyone!"

As soon as the words were finished, I heard the Da Yanzong's Master Wen Liang say unhurriedly:

"Two fellow daoists, wait a minute. If Senior Yunhai decides to go west, then my Dayan Sect can retreat two thousand miles. The sect line between you and me is bounded by the line of Qianyun Mountain. All the fellow daoists present can be witnesses. But I also said what I said before, if your temple is still not satisfied afterwards and provokes border disputes, then don't blame me, Situ Xianming."

As he said that, he turned his hands over and took out three blank jade documents, recorded all the content he said in them with mana as ink, and then turned his hands over a large sapphire seal and stamped them respectively.

More than two hundred years ago, the last ancestor of the Dayan Sect, like Yunfu Sect Yuanwen Zhenjun, was near the end of his lifespan. During this period, there were seven or eight Jindan late-stage monks in the sect who tried to break through the catastrophe, and finally He alone succeeded.

But as a mere Yuanying early stage, he still has no way to make Wunian Temple fearful, and now the monks of the late Jindan period under his sect have withered, and there are only three people left.

These three have made breakthroughs successively in the last 200 years.

Once Xuannan and Xuanying are persecuted too much by Qingxiazong, they will definitely change their positions and seek compensation from Dayanzong.

Instead of this, he might as well make a decision early, take the prestige and reason first by retreating, so as not to suffer greater losses in the future.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist!" XuanNan clasped his hands together and said.

"Please don't worry, Fellow Daoist!" Zhenjun Xuanying said with a nod.

After saying that, Xuannan Zhenjun also took out the Dharma seal of Wunian Temple, and pressed it on the side of Dayan Seal.

Once the three jade documents were completed, the great seal of the sect held by the two of them glowed with aura, and they merged to form a light curtain, manifesting a middle-aged man in a well-dressed man with short hair, a burly figure, and a complexion. He was partial copper, with a hideous scar on the left side of his face, stretching from the corner of his eye to his chin, and there was a fierce look all over his body.

Seeing that this is not Master Wuxiang, all the people present were puzzled, but they still saluted and said, "I have seen fellow Taoist Yuexuan."

After the Yuanying Patriarchs of the Zongmen saw the ceremony, dozens of Jindan Daoist people behind them also bowed and said: "The younger generation pays homage to Great Cultivator Yuexuan."

With a thought of this person, the fog behind him dissipated.

And everyone also saw where the other party was.

I saw Great Cultivator Yuexuan was in an extremely messy mountain forest, and behind him was a dragon that had died out, a colossal monster with a length of forty or fifty feet.

"You guys wait a moment." Great Brother Yuexuan said casually.

Then he turned his head and shouted into the distance: "Wuxiang, you juniors from the Western Regions are looking for you, and you are quite complete."

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly swelled up and turned into a giant more than twenty feet tall. He took out a big knife with his hands, and directly slashed at the head and tail of the dragon, and then wounded from the tail. Pulled out a white dragon tendon.

I saw him tugging vigorously while eating big mouthfuls.

"Would you like to come too?" Great Brother Yuexuan asked inarticulately.

After finishing speaking, he thumped his chest fiercely, swallowed the dragon tendon in his mouth with difficulty, and then took a big breath.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, I almost choked to death." Great Brother Yuexuan said resentfully.

Then he shouted loudly: "Wuxiang, where did you die!"

"It's a ghost! If you don't come to help, you will eat it now. You must have been reincarnated as a starving ghost in your previous life." Master Wuxiang's angry shout resounded through the sky.

As soon as the words fell, a giant sword more than a hundred feet long crashed down from high in the sky, nailing a Peng bird with a wingspan of tens of feet to a rocky mountain dozens of miles away.

"Wuxiang, I will never give up if I don't take this revenge!" Na Pengniao shouted angrily.

Then a ray of spiritual light escaped from its sky spirit cover, accompanied by space fluctuations, it disappeared abruptly in place.

After the demon baby fled away, Pengniao, who was still struggling, suddenly died of anger and did not move anymore.

Hearing this, the great monk Yuexuan pretended to shout: "Okay, you, you will not avenge this revenge, and you will not give up? If you have the ability, don't run away, go and call someone. No, call the bird." .”

At this time, Master Wuxiang came galloping from a distance, stretched out his hand, and the huge sword standing on the top of the mountain turned into more than a hundred flying swords, turned into a river of sword light, and sank into his sleeve.

And the corpse of the Pengniao was also captured by him, and it was collected in the storage spirit treasure.

After finishing this matter, Master Wuxiang rushed towards the location of Great Cultivator Yuexuan angrily.

It's just that when he saw the light curtain emerging in front of the other party, he suddenly became kind again.

After Feiluo stood on the shoulders of great cultivator Yuexuan, he stroked his beard and asked slowly, "Everyone, what's the matter?"

"I've met fellow Taoist Wuxiang!" Everyone in the Western Regions saluted.

Among them, only Huaqing Zhenjun held the junior ceremony, bowed and said: "Greetings to Uncle Lie."

The Wuxiang Master glanced at everyone, and he almost understood what the other party was up to, so he said, "Why are you meddling in these things? If you have this spare time, you might as well clean up the Hundred Flowers Valley as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, Zhenjun Huaqing revealed a look of surprise, and responded happily: "Thank you, Uncle Lie, for your success!"

He has been waiting for the words of Master Wuxiang for too many years.

With the other party's endorsement, he can free up his hands and feet to deal with the many aristocratic families in the sect, and get rid of the old diseases that have existed for many years, without worrying about other sects in the Western Regions interfering in it.

And the Demon Lord of the Six Paths nearby looked at Zhenjun Huaqing with envy that couldn't be concealed in his eyes.

"I only give you 200 years." Master Wuxiang said coldly.

"Enough." Zhenjun Huaqing nodded and said.

These 200 years are enough for him to train a new generation of Jindan monks in the sect.

And Great Cultivator Yuexuan had already swallowed the last mouthful of dragon tendons, he stretched out his hand to grab Master Wuxiang who was on his shoulder, and held it in front of him.

He lowered his head and smiled and said, "Big brother, you must keep the two treasures of the flat-haired animal! Those are the most nourishing, they are very nourishing!"

Hearing this, Master Wuxiang took a deep breath, and then sighed: "Can you speak according to the occasion, you can eat anything, it won't kill you!"

This guy named him by name when he was free, and called Big Brother when he was busy.

"Is there anything I can do, I was hungry when I was young. After all, you are also from a family of cultivation. As for me, I have a terrible life. I was almost sold by my family as a vegetable before." Great monk Yuexuan said indifferently.

Then he raised his head, looked at the people in the light curtain, grinned and said:
"Although the Qingxia Sect is not much better, the mortals under their rule can at least have enough to eat. You have the strength to do this, but you just don't want to do it. Of course, I don't have so much time now. But Qingxiazong and the others want to do it, and they have already made a start, so don't blame me for supporting them. Don't talk about scenes, I hear this kind of talk too much. Do things first, and then talk about other things. It’s also farting! A person’s life is very simple, eating and living, that’s all!”

Hearing this, all the Nascent Souls and Jindan cultivators from the Western Regions present fell silent.

After all, mortals are like weeds in their eyes, so why should they care about them?

"What's the matter?" Master Wuxiang asked.

Hearing this, Zhenjun Wenliang of Dayan Sect and Zhenjun Xuannan of Wunian Temple took a step forward and briefly explained the things they had agreed upon.

"Understood. Naturally, someone will go to fetch the jade document later." Master Wuxiang said casually.

As soon as the words fell, he flicked his sleeves, and the light curtain collapsed into a little bit of spiritual light, and everyone's figures disappeared like flowers in a mirror and the moon in water.

"Wuxiang, your heart has softened!" Great Brother Yuexuan laughed.

As he spoke, he casually threw Master Wuxiang onto his hair, then waved the big knife in his hand, chopped the dragon's body into pieces, grabbed one of the pieces and began to gnaw it raw.

"The Zuo family is the place where I was born and raised. Hua Qing is too indecisive, and he is destined to not go far in this life. Since he puts his mind on the sect, then the old man will help him in the end." Master Wuxiang sighed .

"This kind of thing is just as good as it is, it's just a trivial matter. Yunhai should be breaking through soon, you let him finish the sect affairs quickly, get rid of the obsession in his heart, and break through quickly, he guards that small place What is the big deal? At that time, we will have one more helper, and then go to the Jinlin old demon to settle the score, the snake gall is very good!" Senior monk Yuexuan ate his mouth full of blood.

"Since I didn't kill this old snake last time, where has it gone now? It's not easy to find its trace!" Master Wuxiang said slowly.

"It's not in a hurry, you can always find it! By the way, when you went to the southern border earlier, when did you bring your good grandson over and let me have a look? It's not a good thing to be raised among women !” Great Cultivator Yuexuan said.

(End of this chapter)